For months I knew I had a big 100th Birthday party to go to for the BF’s grandfather. Almost once a week since April I asked what should I wear to the party? Is there any guideline? What are the other women in the family wearing? What is your sister wearing? You get the idea. The answer was always, I don’t know. So I would request that we find out!! You know the saying there is no dumb question. Well, the BF disagreed and kept telling me one of the following bits of nonsense:
1. It doesn’t matter what you wear, you will look nice
2. I am sure everyone will dress casually
I still worried. I don’t trust men when it comes to what is appropriate wear for an event. I have just been burned too many times. I need to interject here that this was a big event. Rooms reserved for a banguet; engraved invitations sent out in other words, this was not a gathering in a back yard it was going to be a big deal as a 100th birthday should be. So I continued to ask….hound…..the BF on this topic.
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Finally….10 days before the event I got emails of pictures of the dresses some were wearing. Not one was casual ….not go to church type dresses: both of which I have scads of…..nope they were cocktail dress. CRUD I do not have a cocktail dress.
Of course my BF said just whip something up. Yeah right …have you met me? I am a slow sewer…I don’t just whip things up. So off I went to Macys to find a cocktail dress. Yeah right. For a couple of 100$ I could get a crappy dress that did not fit. Talk about woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown, I was seriously one hanger shy of a meltdown when the light bulb went off…… I guess the BF was right, I could make something to wear. The mind started working. If I used a pattern I have already sewn, I could run to the garment district and pick up 3 yards of silk charmeuse for only $40 and I should be able to sew something that actually fits in a fabric I liked. BUT and this is a big but….time was against me.